I left work early yesterday with the worst headache ever. I slept for 3.5 hours, emotionally melted down to Patty when she got home, took care of a couple of things online, ate dinner, went back to bed. Today I feel almost human. It was/is I think a combo of a sinus headache, a tension headache and the obvious barometric pressure drop going on outside. Today I'm going to work as fast as I can and go home to chill as fast as I can, although hopefully in a more chill, enjoyable way.
Also, fuck you, major pharmacy chains that no longer carry Tylenol and only your generic brand of acetemophin, which contains "starch" and it's not labeled what type of starch. When I can barely walk a straight line my head hurts so bad, it's very hard for me to deal with gluten issues you don't even understand.
I won't have the bulk of my Dragon*Con schedule or firm times for anything for probably at least a month, but I found out this morning that I did get accepted to the academic sister-conference with "The Illustrated Dead: Fan Mourning in Response to Character Death in Comics and Manga." ( abstract )
In a moment of hilarity probably only hilarious to me, it turns out Patty and I will be in Chicago for a wedding the same weekend as Chicago ComicCon. I doubt we'll go, but I may need to wander by just to examine logistics re ConSuite (which is set at a multi-fandom con in Chicago, but one that is not intended to be ComicCon, but hey, what do I know).
I'm always saying New York is a 19th-century city. Here's proof.
Problematic article about the longer road to adulthood. Yes, the lack of clear definitions of adulthood in modern US culture is a problem. But to blame it on students being allowed to stay on their parents' health insurance until 26 (they would otherwise join the ranks of the uninsured in our barbaric system) and women choosing to delay having children in order to have education and careers is just vicious and weird. I do not have children, and I am an adult, thank you for playing. elainasaunt found Mark Morford's response.